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‘I had multiple experiences as a very young child (five years and less) and they all blend into one today. I would be in my bed at night, it would be late, very dark. And in the corner of my bedroom, near the ceiling I would see these fairy-like beings of light. There could be as many as six or eight, and they would be in different stages of morphing: they would start out as a pearly/opal ball of light. Then the ball would slowly change into a fairy-like shape. Small, maybe four to five inches tall, feminine, winged. Soft colors, pearly and opal-like. The really weird thing was that I wasn’t afraid of them! When I was a child, I was very shy and afraid of everything! I suffered many nightmares and hated going to bed, but I wasn’t afraid of the fairies. They seemed to be like guardian angels, though I don’t ever remembering that they interacted with me, or me with them. I didn’t even think of them as fairies. I thought they were like Disney’s Tinker Bell, who I know now, as an adult, was a fairy. It didn’t really hit me until I was an adult, around twenty two years, that what I saw were fairies. I mentioned it to a friend who told me that her dad called them ‘spoof fairies.’ (Spoof, not Spook). I saw these fairies in my bedroom but also at my Grandmother’s house (she was from Scotland). My granny died the day after my fourth birthday, and I wonder if she isn’t somehow connected with the fairies, though I don’t remember if she spoke about fairies or not. I’ve asked myself if I could have dreamed the fairies. It’s possible, but it would have been a recurring dream. No, I think I was awake. My strongest feelings are that the fairies were comforting, beautiful, and like nothing else in my everyday world, then and now. The opalescence was beautiful. The light did not light up my room or produce heat